faith of the few

You said you'd come find me,
No matter what
Are you coming?
Should I stop waiting?

Back into hibernation
Suffering from this condition
Diagnosed with heart twice broken
You were the medicine
That kept me from falling

Tied to this big oak tree
Unable to stand
Still just lonely
Are you still searching?

Back into hibernation
Suffering from this condition
Diagnosed with heart twice broken
You were the medicine
That kept me from falling

I'm a deep sea fish lurking
just drowning
in this shallow tank
Just come and release me.

Liars Lie, Cheaters Cheat

you make your mothers so proud
with every lie
you keep swallowed down
all those kept secrets
add drag no room
filed neatly inside
you're falling soon

lonely passages of time
spent inventing stories
fall into them and embrace
your world
I'm glad its not mine.

you make your partners hate you
with cheating eyes
you keep staring through
facing your mirror
you let the dust
of continued lies
hides waining trust

lonely passages of time
spent inventing stories
fall into them and embrace
your world
Thank you all its not mine.

You make those still around you
Burn all bridges,
you threw the gas,
and the match,
they just won't save you this time.

One and The Same

I'm tired
of going up
against your drink.
I'm just trying
to get some sleep.

You're just
an reincarnation
of my wished dead
father.

What was
wrong with us
abandon yourself.
With alcohol
we are still alone.

You're just
an reincarnation
of my wished dead
father.

Your feral
children
still running alone.
In hay fields
to scared to run on.

Your punches
landing in
familiar places.
Your breath
hangs with his drink.

Both Sides to Every Coin

this broken kite,
resheduled flight
because it wallows
in all this sorrow,
due to

The love in your eyes,
is the greatest disguise,

those evenings inside,
this house of your lies,

that lifeforce within,
will bring me down
with all sounds,

Interested voices
listen closely
to my fears,
ready to take me
from here.

my broken kite,
regains its flight
no longer wallows
in all this sorrow,
i hope

the eagles will fly,
to the stars in the sky,

the pilot inside,
in a inclinded nose dive,

that lifeforce within,
will bring me down
with all sounds,

We All Wait

yes you will die
yes you will die
not by my side
not by my hands
yet you will die

sat here in deaths line
waiting for your number
you look at the line ahead
and fall dead
death has snuck up behind
and taken your final request
in that last breath
stored in his book
with those previous
going back to adam and eves gasps
yes you do fear
yes you do fear

yes you will kneel
yes you will kneel
not by my will
but by his wish
yet you will kneel

sat here in deaths line
waiting for your number
you look at the line ahead
and fall dead

yes you do fear
yes you do fear

Our World Will be Greener

I'd plant a
forest of Evergreens
we'd watch them grow
between our toes
as overhead
Culminis crowns
confirm our coronation.

Trailing
behind are bumble bees
popcorn strung
through our trees
enticed in
by our sickly sweet
scent of lifeforce

To the sound
of appluding birds
We'll morris dance
until we fell down
holahooped twirls
we'd play through
the suns tickling rays

Our sweat
draws out curious ants
and we laugh
naked entwined
As they climb
over and tickle us
with their bare feet.

Just say the word
I'd cut them all down
in a rampage of my
love for you.

Drinkers Alone

When i drink
To destroy oneself
I do it alone
So no one can condone

We paint each others portraits
with watercoloured strokes
every colour fades
as distilled tears fall
erasing our fates

When you shout
For pointless reasons
Please do it alone
Im already half way home

We paint each others portraits
with watercoloured strokes
every colour fades
as distilled tears fall
erasing our fates

Im so cold
from fathers habit
im still far alone
sink below unknown

Fighting for Worthless Love

A mouthful of blood and broken teeth
I'll chew them on down, my final meal to eat
Kicking stones on my walk back to town
I'm still stuck here feral now


I fought for your honour
with no punches thrown
and I lost to defend yer
I'm down on my own

My head dazed of rage and anger riled
I'll spit it all out, breaking out all wild
Cursing words on that walk I will shout
I'm still stuck here feral now

I fought for your honour
with no punches thrown
and I lost to defend yer
I'm down on my own

My heart pumps blood and cascading dreams
Ill think of you, makes no sense to me
Coughing blood on my walk back to you
I'm still stuck here feral now

These are things i feel when i think about you

Space dogs and butterflies,
stare at me with
those beautiful eyes.
Our love will rise.

I want to paw at you
my ball of wool
to hold you
by rainbow
coloured yarn armful

Dance about like fire flies
Beat out time with
heart felt cries.
Until we die.

I want to paw at you
my ball of wool
to wrap you
my blanket
warming this heart full.

Life plans to revise
here now stood with
my first place prize.
Under blue skies.

Space cats and tickled fish
you're my one pure wish.

its why im fucked up

these scars
are my attempts
to smother these fires
that burn inside
no words escape
for fear of back draft

those strangers in the photographs
childhoods smiling with laughs
except one sullen face
now smiles
as the images curl in the flames
those memories erase

these tears
are not enough
to extinguish those years
another memory
stokes the flames
for here i breakdown

you think its easy to speak, but its not

I’ve let so few in
so I know
when you’re not there
I’m lost here nowhere

sustained on my silence
I’ve feasted for years
I’ll die obese and self righteous.

please as you’re leaving
close the door
on the way out of my heart

I’m still walled in
so you don’t
know that I’m there
you’re now elsewhere

sustained on my silence
you've starved for years
still made no peace in your absence

a cold wind still blows
in through that
open door
you left behind

I spent too long thinking about these gifts

still have your Christmas presents,
here in January
under the dead tree
I hoped we could of worked it out

the videogame already outdated
achievements never completed

the chocolates welded together
now nothing but trash treasure

these gifts
with no exchange value,
due to expired receipts

the film in this lomograph camera
imagining our now none scenes.

this scrapbook plan of our future
didn’t contain all our answers

I still have your Christmas presents
here in November
in the hope you'll come
back this coming December

further away

A man came to the door
With a defrosting turkey
under his arm
With red sunken eyes
He says, I don’t want to fight no more
This is for your Thanksgiving
He hands me the damp warming bird
and turns and walks away.

My mom comes down the stairs
With a dust covered shoebox
under her arm
With sunken eyes
She says, We might have to fight some more
That man was your father
As she hands me photographs from inside
and turns and walks away

I go to the door
With my sleeping bag under my arm
With red sunken eyes
I say nothing anymore
I am alone in and outside this room
I close the door behind me
I walk away without looking back.

tweetin'

this is a working song in progress for my modern day blues duet called, 'merlot moonshine' agin the band name is a work in progress.

gotta update my twitter
gotta tell them
i'm their leader

just tweeting my eating
gotta tell them
what im eating

gotta update my twitter
gotta tell them
what im feeling

gotta update my twitter
gotta find out
why im needy

gotta ignore my twitter
gotta get some
validation.

you're

you're a fox
wearing my grizzly bear onesie
you make life far too easy

you're my place
within innocent sleepovers
in faded pants and knickers

my arm held
at 45 degrees
waiting for
that high five from you

you're a thought
whispering deep inside me
listening in so closely

you're no weight
carry you around forever
we'll find our way together

my arm held
at 45 degrees
waiting for
that high five from you

i'm a fool
wearing broken heart remains
you make my life full of pain

you're a whore
knocking pleading on my door
wanting to come in once more

red string of fate

This scarlett twine
what binds us.
Invisible line
can hang us

We trip on others
tangled cat's cradled fingers
we're tied up on insignificant lovers,
as undone patient knots.
Leads us on
to your heart.

This scarlett twine
what binds us.
Invisible line
can hang us.
Teeth broken
as we try to chew free
to cheat ourselves,
of our destiny.

I feel you stumble
vibrations ring urgently
like a wild oscillating cymbal,
twine tightens bow string.
Let go, hits
to my heart.

This scarlett twine
what binds us.
Invisible line
can hang us.
Hearts broken
we reel it in or flee
we cannot escape,
our destiny,

We reach closer
you step out
from the shadows,
I always knew
it would be you.

so i dont come home

no money today
no money yesterday
my hunger grows
no pay cheque for you
nothing to show
so i dont come home

my shoes worn bare
look for work to spare
travelling miles
this town dont want me
living in exile
so i dont come home

my belly full
with free water handfuls
my soul empty
exhaustion takes hold
i cry darkly
so i dont come home

gin tears - blues song

i sleep so badly
now you're gone
our bed sheets littered
with broken bottle hazards
because you won

my tears bleeding
soaked mattress
you broke my gin bottle
my clothes are rotten
from the spilt gin

another bluesy song attempt

my shoes tied by wire
to keep me walking
with my tin can fire
to keep me warming

stoked hot and burning
by old photos of you
I'm still yearning

yellow flames purging
our shared memories
until the next morning

as I find more photos of you
and fall in love
all over again with you.

All's Said and Fallen

Secrets smuggled still unheard
in matchboxes
lashed tightly under lit lanterns.
watch them rise as flickering birds
reflected in the dead eyes of curious foxes.

Scream out your frequency
aim up at the sky.
Stopped dead by the verbal boundary
reflected back down to me.

Show me the night sky
where wished laidened
shooting stars come to die.
show me the dead souls
we're unable to console.

Whispers carried in the forest
treeline branches
snagging ambush cut open the loudest.
herded back down to those so biased
those who remain scatter our forgotten ashes.

Scream out your frequency
aim up at the sky.
Stopped dead by the verbal boundary
reflected back down to me.

Show me the night sky
where wished laidened
shooting stars come to die.
show me the dead souls
we're unable to console.